Adultery Indian Wife and Her College Friend by yajiv132

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"If you don't mind, I want to do it again then Varun."

"Do what baby?"

"Kiss in front of Sriram."

To say I was shocked would be an understatement.

"What? Are you sure? What if he gets hard like that Spanish guy darling."

"He's hard all the time anyway Varun."

I got the feeling we had crossed some line here.

"What if he, he brought it out baby?"

"No, no he won't do any such thing Varun."

"But what if he gets carried away darling?"

"No, no he won't. He might stroke it but he wouldn't take it out Varun."

My horniness won out.

"Mmm, alright."

I was curious to see how far Shriya would take this. I badly wanted to see Sriram take out his monster cock and Shriya suck on it. But I wanted things to proceed at their own pace, without me pushing my wife into the arms of another man.

When the next morning rolled around, I could see Shriya was super excited about what we were supposed to do that day. She donned a super sexy transparent saree with a low neck blouse. She was looking as sexy as her namesake in the film industry in that costume. Sriram, as usual came for breakfast and feasted his eyes upon her exposed hip and hint of cleavage through the saree. By now, his becoming hard was common in our household, and so he didn't even try to hide it, and instead sat down with his huge bulge showing.

Even he could see that Shriya was glowing with excitement today and said, "Looks like you had a great time last night huh?" with a grin.

Shriya just blushed.

Sriram went on, "Did you try the back entrance again?"

Shriya just nodded in shyness.

"How was it?"

"It was really great Sriram," gushed Shriya.

"Good, good. If your kissing had anything to do with it, feel free to do it again."

I could tell Shriya was just waiting for this, and immediately came to my side. But Sriram interrupted saying, "If my watching gives you a kick, then I want to watch well! Lets move to the sofa, I can't see well from here."

Shriya blushed at the straight forward request, but we complied and moved to the sofa. Shriya and I were sitting on one couch, with Sriram sitting opposite us.

Shriya began kissing as soon as we sat down, and I could sense from our kiss that she couldn't take it anymore. We kissed passionately with our tongues soon seeking each other. As we kissed, Shriya had an eye on Sriram. I also looked, and to my shock Sriram was rubbing his cock through his shorts and a spot of precum had already appeared on his shorts from his rubbing. Shriya reached for my cock and rubbed mine as she eyed Sriram rubbing his. I squeezed her waist and this added to her pleasure in this incredibly sexy scene that I couldn't believe was happening on my own couch.

We kissed hard as Shriya squeezed my cock over my shorts. I put my hand inside her saree and inched it up to her swelling boobs. To my surprise, she didn't resist as I started squeezing her hot and heavy boobs. She started moaning audibly now, glancing at Sriram, sitting there rubbing his cock, watching me fondle here body. Her eyes were trained on his cock as she put my hand over her boobs and pressed them into her soft flesh. Her saree was still covering her body so Sriram couldn't see her boobs, but he would have known that I was pressing them right there, just beyond his sight.

When I pinched her nipple through her blouse, Shriya gave a small moan and came to her senses. She got up and adjusted her saree. She smiled at Sriram and said, "Hope you enjoyed the show!"

He complained saying, "I didn't get to see anything."

"What you got to see is enough! And you can't tell me that you didn't like what you saw!" She pointed to his cock.

Sriram grinned and said, "Yes it was very hot! How was it for you?"

Shriya just blushed and slightly licked her lips.

"Let me massage you now," said Sriram. I was alert - did massage mean something else today? Shriya consented and Sriram strode over to our couch. He was much more confident, and directly stripped Shriya of her pallu. She was looking like a goddess standing there with her milky cleavage jutting out, and her soft waist waiting to be squeezed. This was the first time some other guy had stripped any part of her clothing.

But Sriram did not stop there. He put both his hands on her milky waist and pulled her to him. Then he rotated her so that her back was facing him. He moved in, rubbing his cock on her ass. He started undoing her blouse. Shriya just stood there with her eyes closed enjoying it all. Soon he had unhooked her three blouse buttons. Now Shriya stopped him and turning around, slowly shrugged off the blouse, off her shoulders so that it was only covering her boobs, supported by her hands.